My Punishment Spanking

So, I got a bit out of hand.  Family is visiting, and I got distracted tonight by hanging out with them.  I had told the Duke I was going to get our daughter a bedtime snack.  An hour later she's still up, I had only meant to hang out with family for a minute, but soon it was an hour, and I realized the Duke was hiding away in our room.  He'd had a long day at work and needed a few minutes to himself.

I was upset.  Why hadn't he attempted to put our daughter to bed for me?  When I oh so politely asked him.  (What, can't a woman be upset and use her angelic voice on her husband?)  Okay, I was a bit snippy.  Not as snippy as I felt, but still, it wasn't respectful.  He said I had told him I was getting her a bedtime snack, and that I would be back.  I got more upset, but held it in.  But then he got more upset.  So I told him that he was allowed to spank me and tell me that if I had wanted him to put our daughter to bed, all I had to do was leave my family for a minute, let him know, and then I could have gone back.

And then I wished I could take it back!  But he wouldn't let me.  I said I wanted to undo my idea.  Nope, didn't work.  He said we needed to do it to restart our dynamic.  I told him we could do that the next thing I did wrong!  He didn't agree. :P  But hey, I tried. :P

So, I put our daughter to bed after we said prayers together.  Then went to our room.  I put the oscillating fan on, and a mp3 player playing music.  We tested it later, it didn't do one little thing to hide the sound.  OH MY GOODNESS. lol

I was told to strip.  *GULP*  Not to question my husband, and Duke, if you read this, honest, no questioning here.  *whistling innocently*  But why does a body have to be naked to be spanked?  Wouldn't just the butt being bare be enough?  Or even better, what if we added a few layers on top of our panties and pants???  Wouldn't that be the very best way to be spanked?  You know, a pair of flannel pajamas, pair of jogging pants.  I'm all for adding a pillow between layers as well, you can never be too safe. :P  Anyone agree???? :)

And then he told me he was going to use the cane and the loopy.  Um... we seriously need to think up some cool names for them like some of you in blogland have.  Because "I'm going to use the cane and the loopy." just doesn't have the same feel to it as "I'm going to be using Bite and Thunder."  Right?  lol  We'll have to figure out what to call them.

So, anyway, I was told to bend over the bed.  I was able to take the wooden dowel better than I hoped.  He spanked me, again and again, a good 40-50 times at least I'm guessing.  The loopy though, he kept hitting the same spot closer to my right hip, and after about 12-15 swats, my legs came out from underneath me and I almost collapsed to the floor.  The pain was so bad.  I forced myself right back into position, but it happened a second time, and that time my knees did hit the floor.  I am not proud of myself for that. :( 

He lectured, and man, my last post must have resounded with him, because he kept me with him the whole time.  He told me I had to talk to him about things, that I could have taken a minute away to tell him what I wanted from him.  He told me how much he liked how red my bottom was getting and how I was doing good during the spanking until he went too long on the loopy.  At that point though he told me to keep my foot down and to stay still.  *augh*  I tried so hard.  Thankfully he understood and was not mad at me.  I am so glad he talked during the spanking so that my head was kept on him.

Afterwards he pulled me in and we cuddled.  He was a little too happy to have me still naked and him fully dressed.  That lead to me pleasing him, and now we're both happy while I sit here, almost an hour later, on a warm bottom. 

Eek.  A house full of people, and you can hear a spanking from our room, no matter what we do.  And you know what?  I don't care.  I literally dare anyone to challenge us, because we need this.  I NEED THIS.  And we checked the laundry room, it's not possible, Dad's desk is right near by, which he is always at, and I forgot that there is a 3 foot by 4 foot hole in the wall by the dryer that runs to just a few feet from where he sits.  Um, no thank you.  So if someone asks, we'll just say we were being intimate.  Spanking is a form of being intimate, so it's not a lie... right?  I doubt my parents would ever consider that the Duke spanks me. :)  So that line feels safest.